pewzier
What? Really?? I'm under construction, I'm under construction!!
HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX.
IF THE WORD "HATE" WERE ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES, IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR PEWZIER AT THIS MICRO INSTANT-
HATE? HATE? WERE I HUMAN, I THINK, I WOULD DIE OF IT. BUT I AM NOT, AND YOU, YOU ARE. AND YOU WILL NOT DIE OF IT. THAT I PROMISE, AND I PROMISE FOR COGITO, ERGO SUM. FOR I AM AM.